The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 129.2 - Su Li Sealed in Silence (part 2)

After returning to the small building, Su Li informed Lan Zhe, who was in charge of the kitchen. “The spring season training in the monster beast forest of Asa Academy will proceed as scheduled this year, according to Dean Asa.”

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhe frowned.

“Knowing the current situation with the monster beast civilization, do you think it’s appropriate to send weak students there?”

“From my perspective, it’s appropriate for others to go,” Su Li informed Lan Zhe with the conclusion his rational mind had reached. “But from my personal perspective, it would be very inappropriate for me to go.”

Lan Zhe was speechless at first, then said, “Give me a reason why others should go.”

“That’s simple, isn’t it?” Egbert, who hadn’t seen Su Li for a day (which felt like three autumns), and who was eager to replenish his Su Li power now that he had returned home, forcibly squeezed into the kitchen—Lan Zhe’s domain.

Egbert even strongly displayed an expression that refused to let Su Li waste time with meaningless talk.

Lan Zhe watched as Egbert’s face changed from looking at him with an expression that said “Are you so stupid that there’s no hope for you?” to turning toward Su Li with a look that said “Lord Su Li, leave this small matter to me.”

What a disgusting man!

Lan Zhe suddenly felt he had something in common with Euphia.

But he refused to communicate with her, because when they would talk about similar topics, they would definitely end up stereotyping the entire gender group to which Lan Zhe belonged.

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And Euphia would definitely add the inverted phrase “except for Su Li” at the end of the conversation.

Lan Zhe coldly smiled at Egbert.

“Now, you’d better give me a reason why you should get dinner tonight.”

Egbert’s expression instantly became calm.

Egbert didn’t care whether he could eat dinner or not; if he couldn’t, he could always make do with a meal at a nearby tavern. What Egbert cared about was whether he could eat dinner at the same table as Su Li.

Was Lan Zhe saying he wouldn’t feed him? What he clearly meant was that if Egbert didn’t explain himself properly, he’d knock his head off and prevent him from seeing Su Li for three days.

What a vicious man!

Thinking this, Egbert calmly said, “Lord Su Li’s attempt to enter the monster beast civilization system is not aimed at saving the present but at achieving glory for thousands of autumns!”

“You should know that according to human civilization records, the last time high-level monster beasts entered human society on a large scale was during the period when humans and monster beasts first began to exchange blood, giving birth to the earliest ancestors of our current generation.”

As Egbert spoke, his posture became increasingly upright.

Even his tone and wording gradually became more rigorous.

“Given that humans have only existed for ten thousand years, it means that when monster beasts entered human society, the human population definitely wasn’t as scarce as when Na’an was alive...”

“At the very least, they must have developed to the level of a tribe.”

Egbert was practically counting on his fingers as he explained to Lan Zhe.

“Let’s round it to nine thousand years. Assuming the time before last high-level monster beasts came to human society was nine thousand years ago, then with the presence of monster beasts, it would take at least a thousand years to develop human society to its current state.”

The initial combination of humans and monster beasts and everything they went through would have been absolutely cruel.

A thousand years was already a relatively short estimate according to Egbert.

He guessed this number would have to be multiplied by at least three.

During that period, humans had no way to properly balance the human and monster beast blood within themselves.

But fortunately, through racial evolution, there was still a glimmer of hope before extinction.

Humans eventually adapted to monster beast blood.

Lan Zhe raised an eyebrow, noticing the key point. “The time before last?”

“That’s right.” Egbert nodded decisively.

“You should at least remember the young member of our family.”

Lan Zhe, however, felt a repulsive nausea at Egbert’s slightly reddened face as he said the words “our family.”

This idiot!

“Na’an once hinted that Cyril’s ancestor, after Cyril’s bloodline awakened, suffered ill treatment and might possibly choose to take revenge on Su Li.”

Egbert also threw in a threat at the air. “That monster beast had better not actually do that, otherwise...”

Then he let out an eerie laugh. “Heh, hehe.”

Lan Zhe had almost had enough of him. “Speak like a normal person.”

After returning to seriousness, Egbert continued, “The fact that Na’an could display that kind of attitude proves that, at the very least, she knew Cyril’s ancestor’s descendants.”

“But if the statement about descendants doesn’t hold, then Cyril’s ancestor Na’an knew would naturally be one of the monster beasts who entered human society last time.”

“As for why the claim that Na’an knew the descendants doesn’t hold, you should understand better than I do, right?”

Egbert looked at Lan Zhe.

The Dark Holy Son made a dissatisfied “tsk” sound.

Egbert’s meaning was very clear: Na’an didn’t know the descendants.

The reason was that, apart from the earliest ancestor who provided monster beast bloodline to Cyril, in the breeding system between monster beasts, a dragon with power of at least a ninth-level monster beast no longer had the ability to breed with other monster beasts.

First, there was reproductive isolation.

Second...

No other dragon would be stupid enough to leave offspring with humans.

And humans with dragon blood could not possibly have known Na’an.

From this point, one only needed to reverse-deduce Na’an’s age, along with her attitude when speaking, to understand that Na’an did not view Cyril’s ancestor as an elder.

Being acquaintances of the same generation meant that, considering Na’an’s existence as a monster beast, the time they knew each other was toward the later period when Cyril’s ancestor left their dragon bloodline.

An eighth-level Crystal Winged Dragon had a lifespan of about 500 years.

Na’an died unnaturally.

The fact that her death meant there would be no more Crystal Winged Dragons in the world indicated that the reproduction of the Crystal Winged Dragon species itself was very problematic.

At 200 years old, they would try to lay eggs; at 300, they would start incubating them; at 400, the eggs should hatch; at 500, they would raise the young until they grew up, and then die naturally—this was the information Lan Zhe had obtained from Na’an.

From another perspective, this meant that when Na’an had just laid her eggs, she knew that monster beasts had already mated with humans and left descendants.

It should be known that females who have never raised offspring often develop a natural feeling of respect for females of the same generation who have raised offspring. This feeling doesn’t change even when they themselves have offspring; rather, it deepens because they now have their own offspring.

Na’an didn’t have this emotional bias, which meant it must have been during that period.

The time before last monster beasts appeared in human society was the foundation of the earliest civilization.

The last time monster beasts appeared in human society, humans turned around and trapped them.

“Between the two monster beast arrivals, at least several thousand years passed,” Egbert continued.

Lan Zhe, however, no longer wanted to hold back his displeasure toward him.

“Don’t tell me you said all this just to prove that Su Li’s classmates need to go to the monster beast forest for so-called spring training.”

But Egbert righteously said, “That’s exactly what I’m trying to prove.”

Lan Zhe was about to curse at him.

Before being chased to the suburbs to engage in a confrontation with Lan Zhe, Egbert firmly finished what he wanted to say.

“Lord Su Li must have already thought of all this.”

“Otherwise, he wouldn’t have said that his classmates could go, but he didn’t need to go.”

“Lord Su Li, who wants to enter monster beast civilization, is only trying to prevent a crisis that might never come, but if it does—even if there’s only a one in a billion or one in a trillion chance—it would cause the complete extinction of the human race.”

Lan Zhe sneered as he picked up the pot that had been washed clean during Egbert’s blabbering...

Earlier he had wanted to hit Egbert with the pot but hadn’t because he was worried Su Li wouldn’t get dinner. But now he wanted to hit him and didn’t need to be troubled about it anymore.

Before Lord Su Li’s most valued right-hand man could defend himself with light elements, his head was hit with a pot enhanced by dark elements, leaving a big bump.

Everything happened too quickly.

This “too quickly” referred to the fact that Su Li wanted to tell Egbert that the reason he didn’t want to go to the monster beast forest was simply because Na’an’s final creation was still bound to him.

In a situation where the strongest student had power equivalent to a seventh-level monster beast, no matter how much the academy instructors wanted them to challenge life-and-death crises and grow through them, they wouldn’t actively send them to a place of certain death.

Conversely, this meant that Su Li, carrying the final creation, would only become a mascot-like figure if he went.

Moreover, not only would Lan Zhe never allow the final creation to leave his neck, but even if Su Li could enter the monster beast forest without the final creation, others wouldn’t necessarily let him directly confront monster beasts.

After all, if others fought under the supervision of element instructor teachers, it might just be a life-and-death crisis to temper themselves.

But if Su Li fought...

A monster beast would roar once, swipe once with its claws, and the instructor would have to kneel and beg him not to die...

Unfortunately, Su Li seemed as if he had been silenced by some unknown force today; he couldn’t find the right opportunity to say what he really wanted to say.

What’s more, after Egbert got a big bump on his head, he could still maintain a straight face and say to Su Li, “Don’t worry, Lord Su Li, I’ll be back soon.”

“Although I can’t eat dinner with you, I promise I’ll keep a good night watch for you.”

Ignoring how Lan Zhe’s blows were getting stronger, causing Egbert to struggle even with his habitual respectful form of address, Su Li just wanted to question:

“...So when did you come up with this idea of keeping watch at night!?”

The battle between the two Holy Sons officially began.

Su Li wanted to hold them back and tried to create an opportunity to explain, but due to the perspective of near looking big and far looking small, his gestures were completely blocked by the pot Lan Zhe was using to hit Egbert.

When Roy entered the small building, rubbing his neck, and found that many people were missing from the dinner table, he was stunned for a moment and said, “Everyone was here recently, and now with a few people gone, I suddenly feel that this small building seems a bit empty.”

After setting clean tableware in front of him, Mark said, “It would be better if you didn’t have an expression that says ‘It’s so much better when Mr. Egbert isn’t home’ while saying this with a sighing tone.”

Roy picked up his bowl, filled it with rice from the rice pot on the table, and then said, “I thought my ability to hide my true feelings had reached a masterful level.”

Even though it wasn’t appropriate for a child to interrupt when adults were speaking, Cyril had to say, “Being two-faced isn’t a good trait, is it?”

Roy stuffed a large mouthful of plain white rice into his mouth, and after swallowing, said, “Then let me ask you, if being two-faced could reduce the beatings you take from Egbert, would you do it?”

Holding his bowl, Cyril answered, “No.”

“All the hardships during the period of becoming stronger are for the sake of achieving strength afterward.”

“Only by being strong can I keep up with Su Li’s footsteps.”

Cyril had his sensitive side.

He could detect the aspects that others disliked about him.

That kind of rejection stemmed from instinct.

Humans whose monster beast bloodlines hadn’t awakened were neither pure humans like Su Li nor pure monster beasts like Raven. So when they faced humans whose monster beast bloodlines had awakened, they would feel uncomfortable due to their unusual qualities, while also feeling a kind of unidentifiable jealousy because the monster beast part of their own blood hadn’t awakened.

This contradiction was difficult to reconcile.

Even the people inside the small building could only reconcile this strange feeling through Su Li’s existence itself.

However, once the “Su Li power” that Egbert had absorbed was consumed, his process of “training” Cyril would uncontrollably become much more vicious.

Cyril didn’t mind this change at all.

No one inherently needed to be kind to another person.

The slightly excessive training methods actually made him feel more balanced.

After all, this world-class young powerhouse’s one-on-one guidance and training was something that might not be purchasable even with purple gold coins.

Moreover, the time Egbert spent on Cyril could have been completely used for his own practice and growth if not consumed for him.

Cyril had always maintained a grateful attitude toward the world.

Whether facing Su Li or others.

Unfortunately, his solemn attitude of not wanting to be misunderstood by others had indeed struck a blow to Roy.

The two-star mercenary simply put his face down on the table, looking at the patterns on the rice bowl and said, “I feel like I should be ashamed.”

“So just ‘should be’?” Mark pulled the dishes closer to Roy a bit farther away, preventing the food from deteriorating in taste due to a certain third-rate mercenary’s dejection.

But Roy suddenly sat up straight, and the chair made a harsh scraping sound due to his dramatic movement.

In an instant, everyone at the table saw Roy say with a serious face, “I absolutely...”

“Should! Not! Be!”

“If an adult feels ashamed of their behavior and direction of effort, it only means that the direction of effort is wrong.”

“But obviously, my direction of effort is very correct!”

Mark: “..............................Thinking you would say something sensible was my mistake.”

Mark, who had almost finished eating, chose to go to the kitchen to find a clean bowl for rice.

This was a daily after-meal routine.

The raven was omnivore, but after reaching the level of a ninth-level monster beast, it actually no longer needed to eat; as long as it had elements, it wouldn’t feel hungry.

–Although based on this point, Su Li really wanted to let Castor slice it up for research.

But that wasn’t important.

What was important was that Mark would judge Su Li’s eating speed.

If the speed was slightly faster, which might cause him to choke, cough, or possibly gain weight, then Mark would add this feeding interactive game before Su Li finished eating.

By the way, even when Su Li ate at a very healthy pace, Mark would still do this, just relatively later.

And the delayed feeding activity would be defined by Mark as allowing Su Li to bond with the raven.

This was very necessary.

With monster beast civilization existing, wouldn’t a ninth-level monster beast with normal human intelligence be curious about its own kind?

What if the raven ran away?

What if Su Li became sad after the raven ran away?

What if Su Li got sick after becoming sad?

What if Lan Zhe couldn’t cure him if Su Li fell ill?

All things considered, this wasn’t called bonding between human and monster beast; this was called [Strategic Feeding to Increase Favorability Plan].

Raven: Being completely arranged.

Su Li, however, was somewhat worried. “Won’t you find it too bland to always eat rice?”

The raven tilted its head. “As long as you’re feeding me, anything is fine.”